• I fondly remember my wow days and friends. But it doesn’t fit into my life any more. It’s too all-consuming. Plus, it feels less like an adventure and more like a theme park. Everything is so tidy and precise with carefully measured dopamine hits at regular intervals.

    There’s no getting back the things I’m nostalgic for. Even if all the people came back and I got back into my guild, I have kids and obligations. I don’t want my kids to hear me say something like I can’t attend their play because it’s raid night, or watch me rush to finish daily quests before bed like any of that shit matters.

    I’m still casual friends with some of the folks I met through wow. But I’m done with it.

    • Daily quests, login rewards, any other mechanic that wants to dictate when I should play, all that ruined my relation with a lot of games. I actively try to ignore them nowadays. If my line of reasoning is I should play a little more because the reward is around the corner and will be gone tomorrow, I’ll let the most precious opportunity go to waste to protect my mental health.

      • My favorite things were random PvP at Tarren Mill, getting a group together for UBRS, LBRS, and Strath back when that was all we could do, and some of the epic storylines leading up to dungeons and raids like the Drakkensryd.

        I met my guild leader just out questing and we started roleplaying and it grew from there. Does anyone actually meet folks out questing any more? I haven’t played in a long time. I got back together with some friends for one expansion and that was the end of it.